I’ve never really cared about getting older. Some people make a big deal about meeting age milestones like its the apocalypse coming. Nope not me, I always thought pfft age is just a number, who cares!
Until something happens after you turn 25 and the warranty runs out on your body and you start thinking damnn maybe I should have invested in that extended warranty when I was 21 and started being healthy back then.
Suddenly, after years of drinking litres of alcohol chased by a kilo of chicken nuggets without your waist budging an inch, you somehow now gain 5kg after one cider.
From staying out until 6am and still getting to work by 9am (after a casual vomit outside the window of your car), hangovers now make you bed-ridden for a week.
And don’t get me started on the 5 GREY FREAKIN HAIRS on my dang…
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